"Don't be surprised I have a breeding kink. Its not one of my most weirdest one."
"Don't be surprised I have a breeding kink. Its not one of my most weirdest one."
❛❛ If showing you my chest will get me a free drink … what do I get if I let you touch them ~ ? I’m just askin’ for a friend ❜❜
@homra-no-artemis asked: [ hips ] uwu // 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 . [ HIPS ] your muse pulling mine in close by the hips.
she's become... bolder. a little less reserved; somewhat less ashamed, too, whenever dabi dared tease. takehiko knws what she's in for with him, he'd not make it a secret. whispers into her ear after nightfall, add a hand between her legs to feel her shift and shiver and clench; pushes inside for a moment only to feel what takehiko would do, and kiss his own fingers clean not a minute later.
but she's gotten like this and dabi thinks it's no less endearing than the warmth on her cheeks and obvious embarrassment; tumbling from lips what's a strained plea from her side before dabi might give in.
it's her this time. to push him. pull him in; set palms to rest above sharp hip-bones and make sure dabi belongs to her in the moment with one languid pull; draggin' right across her what's easy arousal. dabi encourages her. of course he does. has breath fan over her cheek, meet the lobe of her ear before teeth join the fun.
„you feelin' that?“ with a roll of his hips in her hold he's closer, makes her feel excitement and throbbing need. „don't stop there.“
Author note-A little gift for the lovely and coolest @copy-of-a-cheeto and hope this made your day a whole lot cooler.
🖤to get Kai to let you dye his hair was a sign of trust.
🖤you have a routine every time you have to dye his hair.
🖤this leads to rare soft Kai but if you ever mention it he would deny it.
🖤he definitely loves your fingers in his hair.
🖤some slipknot was playing in the background while you dye his hair
🖤cute but very rare domestic moment and definitely usually often lead to some sex once you finish dying his hair.
when youre like 3000 years old anything is on the table
@kyukicho asked: [ many ] - Tomura // 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 . [ MANY ] your muse making mine orgasm over and over.
there's not the hint of tears; he cries, actually cries, drips crimson in his hair and on the pillow beneath his heat dampened by sweat. begs, too, for a moment, just a second, a fucking breath if that's all he can get and touya becomes passionate all too fast;
bends into, against and for tomura, clenches fingers to fists in the sheets and caught a quick look at him before he decided he couldn't take it--- spills for the third time and sobs from it's force with an arched back and tired mouth, sore throat forcing a voice that's less and less powerful with every thrust from him.
touya will plead if tomura wants him to. for more. for less. only a little bit more than he was able to handle without muscles burning up, without crying out for him over and over and over again, choked by his own enthusiasm and desire with shaking limbs, skin all but up in flames with every oh so little touch tomura blesses him with.
touya keeps asking for more. harder, faster, deeper, please, fucking hell, please. make me yours. make me feel, ruin me, take all you want from me. it's yours as i am, but please please please don't stop---
between broken „i love you“'s and split curses, pathetic cries and pleased moans touya does manage to look at him throughout his fourth orgasm that night which hit him dry, with force, closed eyes and tomura's name on his lips.
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If you get the chance, you should read some Kurt Vonnegut work. That shit is Pure Literary Sass; 180 Proof- certified ‘nuff to kill a Horse.
I’m in a podcast episode where essentially I’m a ghost of a groundskeeper who comes on the show to advocate for the preservation of the cemetery. We’re recording it Thursday and I don’t know whether to wear my WO “We Get The Body In The Coffin In The Ground On Time!” shirt or my DW “Undead, Yes! Unperson, No!” shirt. Because even though it’s all audio, a little meta on top of meta never hurt anyone
it’s a weekday, probably a Tuesday and you’re swamped. when i text you mid-morning to ask what you’re doing for lunch, you tell me that you might not even take one because you’ve just got too much to do. i ask you to at least grab something to snack and and you say you will but i know better. so i decide to surprise you with a homemade lunch and your favorite coffee. i come by the office and the look on your face when you see me is… it’s priceless. your smile, the softness in your eyes, the surprise that colors your cheeks. you’re beautiful and i’d do anything in my power to keep you smiling like that. i hand you your food and your caffeine fix and get a sweet kiss as a reward. you want to apologize for not being able to eat with me and i shake my head. you don’t have to apologize, i just want to take care of you. so with one more kiss and a soft “i’ll see you at home”, i leave you with that same sweet smile on your face, mirroring the expression on my own. because yeah, our lives our hectic, but i want to make sure you know that i will never be to busy to remind you- with a lunch, with a coffee, with a call, with a text- how much i love you.
@kyukicho asked: [ adore ] -Nagant // 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 . [ ADORE ] your muse being near reverent with mine in bed.
she decides her own pace; always did, and dabi cannot even think of complaining. never with the way she purposefully clenches around him, digs hands in his hair and pulls him up to sit; draws him closer and drags nails above healthy skin to leave marks visible as soon as morning comes. something's different about nagant's approach this time, though;
she's slower. gentle – not almost, no, she is; takes him completely and covers his chest in small kisses, flicks her tongue in all the right places; has dabi rise with ease and makes him tremble just like that.
hands try find a spot to rest on and fall to her waist; apply pressure of a gentle nature to match her, find she's as gorgeous as she was when applying harsh dominance as she is praying to him with whimpers and from what drips down on him, sticky and warm--- so fucking delicious.
dabi tries get her lips, catch 'em as soon as they're gettin' ready to devour more of him, and despite nagant's sweet actions he'd not be able help urges to gain the slightest taste of dominance from the spot below her, all but taken in by her; he'll rake hands up her lower back until they'd land in nagant's hair, mess it up real good, pull her down to his level and grin into a stolen kiss he'd regret if she comes to her senses.
she swallows his voice with fever. makes him shiver below her weight, against her, inside of her, and means to drag him along wherever she'll go. dabi will follow with a smile and hand on her cheek, whispers to her how good she feels a moment before he'll spill without askin' permission.
... Compelling argument.
｢ meme / @mcmcntomorii ｣
“ah, fuck it” ( @ baccarat! )
This was hardly their first time getting this riled up. Hearts hammering, hands jittery with the constant need to touch, thighs pressed together tight to give themselves the friction they were desperate for. But they had to wait. Not yet. Soon.
But when the time to wait was over, she acted as if nothing had happened. She swayed her hips and hummed as she always did, knowing Mukuro’s eyes would be on her as they both slipped through the now open door of her personal suite. Your patience will be rewarded, she reminded herself — and it was.
Baccarat’s back met the door, and the breath that left her was devoured by the woman that she grew steadily weaker for. The feeling of Mukuro’s lips against her own, the taste of booze on her tongue and the way her hands wandered were intoxicating. She could easily spend a large portion of her day admiring the way her lover used her mouth, even if it was only to spoil her in heated kisses.
“Were you going to fuck me against the door, darling?” She purred against pink lips. “Or were you going to take me to the bedroom? I’m fine with either, honestly~”